Hi, I'm Alexander. I like cartoons and anime. I like comic books and manga and graphic novels. I like video games and film. I like ska and antifolk and pop punk. I like fashion. I like surreal art and digital art and sculptures. I like architecture and nature. I like doodles and fan art. I like photographs of the things I like.
I killed him hard. Pulled out his heart, showed it to him, and he was like, ‘Nice.’
If I ever get your stinky mug in my line of sight, I swear to ｃｈｅｋｈｏｖ I’ll cock your clock off.
I’m a survivor. We’re a dying breed.
(Xavier breaks through the window of the U.S. Army base.) Soldier: Welcome to the US Army, how can I help you? Xavier: I need some of that disease you guys invented. Soldier: Crack? Xavier: The other one. Solider: AIDS? Xavier: That’s the spice.
Xavier: I believe that we are all one. By helping this tiny mosquito, in a way, I’m helping your mother. Townie: (outraged) He’s comparing the universal oneness of all life to your mama! (The townies attack Xavier.)
